Call me crazy, but Hannibal Lecter. On the strict prior agreement that I would
not be on the menu!
Thomas Harris’ character Hannibal Lecter is wonderfully
complex and frankly, is someone who has always fascinated me. He is a psychopath, undoubtedly. Dangerous, absolutely. But he is also one of the most interesting
characters I have ever read.
Are psychopaths born or are they made from experiences that
they had? I think that the honest answer
is probably both. In Hannibal’s case, he
was forced to watch his sister’s murder and then eat some of her body. You could say that Hannibal’s lack of empathy
stems from this very point. He saw the
worst thing in the world and never had feeling again.
But there is more to Hannibal that the things he went
through as a child. He is extremely
intelligent. He is charming and can easily
convince people to do his will. He is
fully aware of what he is and he enjoys it.
He luxuriates in who and what he is.
He accepts into his world only what he wants, what gives him
pleasure, even if that is human flesh.
He sees all other humans as either something to play with, or as food. They are beneath him.
But he has standards in who he chooses to eat. Clarice interested him and he decides that
the world is better with her in it. He
is more than likely in love with her, but that is buried deep. He is capable of love but does not allow
himself to feel it. I think that may be the only safety net that he has. Instead, he believes
that he keeps her alive because she is a toy that he chooses to pick up and
play with now and again.
What I find interesting is that Hannibal is not just a
cannibal. He also murders for
pleasure. He killed Benjamin Raspail
because his playing displeased him. But
he had his fun by serving his organs to the Board of Philharmonic
Orchestra. Almost like serving up a gift
to them, not only enhancing (as he would say) their meal but also by improving
their orchestra.
Hannibal enjoys killing.
I have to wonder that if he had not given into these urges, the
flamboyant killings, whether he would ever have been caught. It is his need for admiration and showing
off that gave him away in the end.
He has to be noticed.
He expects to be noticed. For all
his lack of empathy, he has a need to be seen.
You will see me. Look at me and
wonder. Almost childlike in that
regard.
You can see why people flocked towards him. Are intrigued by him. Like I
am myself. He was created by both nature
and nurture. We will never know if he
would have became what he did if his sister had not been killed in such a
way. But his tendencies for cruelty,
sadism and his enjoyment of that, had to in some way been born with him.
I suspect that if you asked Hannibal Lecter whether he
regretted his crimes, he would say no.
Because to him, he is above the law.
I believe that Hannibal would think of himself as no less than a
god. A god who did not need to explain
himself, nor would he. A god who made
his own rules. Lived above and beyond
the rules and laws that us mere mortals follow.
There would of course have to be rules. Many people would have to know he was
invited. He would not be the one
cooking. But I think it would be a
chance to meet someone who is utterly unique.
One can only hope that there would not be many Hannibal Lecters in the
world. But it sure would be interesting
to meet him. With I knowing who he truly
is and he knowing that I knew. I think he would enjoy it. A chance to once again, show off.
Who would you invite for dinner? You don’t have to go to a weird angle as I did!

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